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JEZEBEL “𝐒𝐡𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 7-𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐨𝐜𝐤 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐩𝐮𝐬𝐬𝐲 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞.”

I gasped. “Fuck,” he groaned against my core, the vibration making me tremble. “You taste like heaven, you nasty, nasty girl.” Then without warning, he leaned over me again, raising my legs and pushing them down to my shoulders before he slammed back into my wetness. My legs rested over his shoulders as he fucked me, brutal and deep. My tits bounced, and my fingers twisted around my own nipples for more. “This greedy pussy is begging for it,” he groaned. “Isn’t she?”

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I wailed, my legs wrapping tightly around his waist as he started moving in deep and punishing strokes that made the heavy oak desk creak and scrape across the floor. “Fuck… this tight little cunt is gripping Daddy’s cock so perfectly,” he snarled, gripping my hips hard enough to bruise. He fucked me like an animal, hips snapping relentlessly. The wet slap of skin on skin filled the room, mixed with my broken moans and the filthy squelching of my soaked pussy. I came again hard around his cock almost immediately, screaming “Daddy!” as my walls spasmed and another smaller squirt leaked out around his thick shaft, soaking his balls and the desk beneath us.

Mine, a deep voice in my chest yelled. Digging my fingers into her hair, I kept her steady while I rocked my hips, my cock hitting the back of her throat, making her sputter. She opened her lips wider, allowing me to fuck her mouth properly. God, the sight of it was enough to make me cum like a randy teenager.

Her heart ached as Elizah turned her gaze out the window. "I’m sure the perpetrator wasn’t Liam. The police caught the wrong person, Julie. I don’t want to live like this. They let the real perpetrator walk free while Liam is imprisoned!" Elizah’s voice was heavy and filled with anger. Julie fully understood her sister’s feelings but could do nothing except try to calm her down. Julie fell silent, recalling something: "monsters." Yes, Elizah screamed "monsters," meaning there was more than one perpetrator. "Monsters. What do you mean by monsters? Did you feel there was more than one person?"

All of my pent-up emotions hit me as our lips meet, tears leaking down my face. "Don't hold back, babe. Give me everything," I whisper, and he rams his cock deep into me. A cry slips out of my lips as I cum immediately, my legs vibrating from the raw intensity. He fucks me harder, and the pressure explodes. He's a beast in bed, and I fucking love it. He might be a monster. But he's all mine.

I came fast shaking and squirting a little on his chin while he growled against my folds. He stood up, cock hard again, and shoved it back into me in one thrust. This time he fucked me slow and deep on the desk, eyes locked on mine. “You like knowing I’m a monster don’t you? Your pussy is gripping me even tighter now.” “Yes,” I gasped, legs wrapped around him, heels digging into his ass. “I shouldn’t but I do. Fuck me harder you ancient bastard. Make me forget how dangerous you are.” He pounded me faster, desk creaking under us, his balls slapping my ass. I clawed at his back and bit his shoulder as another orgasm ripped through me.

There was no gentleness in the monster’s arrival. Blinded by a catastrophic, pride-fueled fury, Dominic didn’t care that my eyes were glassy or that my limbs were completely unresponsive from the drug. Believing with every fiber of his deeply wounded ego that I was a manipulative, cold-blooded thief who had used his touch, his warmth, and his bed the previous night as a grand distraction to drain his vaults, he reached into the wreckage.

“Master will destroy it, if he doesn't want it before letting someone even sense his thing” Anaa’s voice rang in the room, making everything silent. The blood drained from their faces as the grip on Iris slowly loosened. Spiked fear could be seen through them. They knew better than to do something that could get them to Xavier’s monster side. They knew how sadistic and psychopathic Xavier was. For a simple single touch on anything his thing, he can tear someone alive for it. No one can match Xavier’s monster side. “Let’s take her for the punishment,” Zane muttered trying to clear the awkward silence. The fear in their voice was clear.